Sunday, December 18, 2011

Poor Felipe can't sleep in fear of some dim-witted, teeth-missing hillbilly looking to get his thrills by tipping over unsuspecting bovine deep in slumber.Just a quick sketch before I wander off to sleep. Good Night!

Monday, December 12, 2011

Yeah, not sure what happened! Started sketching and then it went all down crazy street. Dang you pen why u no erase! I caught my left hand routinely twitching, trying to push an imaginary ctrl Z (undo). Enjoy!

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Just a Work In Progress, but I thought I should post something since I haven't done so in awhile. Here's the first girl of many in my Roller Derby Series. She still needs some work on the lower half of her body, plus I just noticed her helmet appears to be just resting on her head so a chin strap might be necessary. Yes, those are high heel roller skates...what? it could happen. Don't judge me. When I'm done with the coloring, I'll have to choose the ever important Roller Derby name so stay tuned. I'm out.

Monday, November 7, 2011

Just got back from Las Vegas, and I'm feeling like the walking dead. The fog has yet to lift and my liver and I are not on speaking terms right now. This is another one of those iphone sketches. Brains!!

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Poor Ronald Weasley not only has to deal with being 1 of 7 siblings and living the life of frugality, he is also burdened by being responsible for the hand-me down pet rat, Scabbers. Looking less like a rat and more like bayou bbq fare, the skiddish rodent is in a constant state of uneasiness, has a knack for biting fingers, and tries to escape any chance he gets. The chances of Scabbers' survival seem very slim especially with the current state he's in: hair perpetually falling out, an increasing odor only homeless people and sewage treatment plant workers can bare, and a mysterious missing finger on one of his paws. I'd wager, he'll become a Cruickshanks' chew toy OR....strangle himself to death after trying to murder a lightning scarred boy, who saved the unworthy rat in a previous meeting and whose family had been slain do to the betrayal of this very same rodent...but that's just Crazy Talk! I decided to complete the HP holy trinity with a Ron Weasley sketch. Til the next episode!

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Who knew denim shorts would be every transforming monster's go-to wardrobe choice. While most creatures of the night suffer the embarrassment of busting out of their umpteenth shirt and exploding out of another set of sneaks during their transformation, the durable fabric keeps them free of indecent exposure all the while providing that head-turning fashion statement. 3 cheers for Mr. Levi Strauss!

Thursday, September 1, 2011

The mild-mannered polar bear- gentle giant or arctic assassin? The Chris Farley of the animal kingdom, the polar bear is the quintessential graceful, overly nimble fat man. Skating wasn't something just picked up during some R & R... it is a necessary skill for capturing their prey. Unsuspecting sea lions, poking their heads up for a closer look, are quickly snatched up and enjoyed with a frosty Coca-Cola which ,as everyone knows, Polar Bears peddle like their life depended on it. They're worse than the Chiclet boys down in Mexico...seriously. Adios!

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

The racoon, nature's masked bandito, loves the holidays just as much as anyone else. Here we see a typical racoon family wearing their xmas threads enjoying the incoherent babblings of their newborn. No doubt the festivities with progress into some nocturnal shenanigans topped off with some good ol' fashioned dumpster diving. Good Times...Good Times!

I decided to continue doing some Princess Bride designs since it has been a really enjoyable undertaking. These are the 3 lovable road blocks that our protagonist, Wesley (once a mild-mannered, farm-boy man-servant turned Johnny Cash, man in back kind of guy), has to negotiate through. The gang consists of: Vizzini, the short-fused, brains of the operation, Fezik, a mountain of a man, but ever the softy, and Inigo, the sword wielding man hell bent on vengeance. He never fails to introduce himself to anybody...even if you've met his acquaintance countless times before. Watchoutnowwww.

Friday, June 10, 2011

Finally finished up the main piece for the baby's room! Strategically placed away from the changing table so that it doesn't get the inadvertant urine overspray that lil' baby boys are prone to do. Enjoy!

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Here's the second canvas for the baby's room art collection. We decided to do a monster theme for the art pieces, but purposefully didn't mention that to any of our friends so that we weren't inundated with endless monster-themed objects as baby gifts. The Ol' brain bucket isn't only a hat rack people!

Monday, May 23, 2011

It's been a long time since last I posted, but I had a perfectly good reason...My wife and I welcomed our first baby! So naturally, I had to do some wall art for the baby's room. Here is the first canvas that I've completed. Stay tuned!

Monday, April 18, 2011

There's only one real decision for our hero to make on a daily basis...which pants should he wear? Does he feel like wearing his "uncaged fury", paint-on tight spandex which are stylish, but leave little to the imagination or his constant go to, cranky pants, which are well worn, comfortable, but have a chronic smell of inner turmoil. Is there any surprise to his bedside manner when his anger management sponsor is "The HULK".

I forgot I had this on my iphone. I quickly sketched this up while waiting in line for the San Francisco Wondercon. Enjoy!

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Hulk Hogan: Oh, the offering of an airline snack won't save you now. To you this might seem like a deal too good to pass up, but for someone suffering from food allergies, you're pushing your kryptonite bar grub on the wrong hombre. Why do you continually provoke me so with your legumes of death and your oversized frenchiness? It pains me to do this, but you leave me no choice. Say your prayers, eat your vitamins, and acquaint yourself with the canvas, Andre Le Giant.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

For Mr. Cranky Pantz some birds seem like nothing more than annoying, squawking happy meals in flight. Casey the Cat is on a mission to bring down the flying food wagons from this world and use their beak as toothpicks all the while never losing his street cred as a flashy dresser. I'm out.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Whitey McGee (aka Noxema) here is serving up facials left and right, and won't even let the blue man group get in his way. Nothing brings out the crazy in this super basketball junky like the month of March where college b-ball rules tv programming. Yo' Moma!

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

This is me, post village pillaging, realizing that I haven't posted anything in a long while. I'm angry with myself, and I'm ready to throw down at the first sign of someone bad-mouthing Odin or a mention of my eyebrows looking like terrified caterpillars. Sorry for the poor quality, my camera phone is no so bueno. This crazed viking will definitely need some cleaning up and a nice paint job soon. I need to take a page out of Chuck Sheen's book and get back to some Winning!

Friday, February 18, 2011

The Dark Lord is not too pleased about being thwarted again by the pint-size chosen one. This is the last time that over-achieving, expelliarmus spatting wonderbrat makes me look bad in front of my death-eating posse. Just wait til that thunder stealing jerk gets a load of my new thunder stick. Later.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Gerald here was enjoying his evening snack of leafy greens with the knowledge of receiving some much needed fiber until he spotted you peering at him from a bush like some love-sick stalker. Seething with anger from the sheer gall of someone invading his privacy, he grinds his meal all the while contemplating your fate. Back up slowly and don't make any sudden movements. Stop, Drop, and Roll!

Monday, January 31, 2011

Here some character poses I did for a project which I was told to "make it cuter!" so here was my answer to that. Something so saccharin sweet you get gingivitis just looking at her. Now go find me a scratching post and some yarn, this kitty is ready to play. Peace.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Don't give me those puppy dog eyes. Where's that genetically engineered mega- peanut I set aside to make the best PB&J sandwich of all time? Ooo, the old nothing up my sleeve routine, huh? You crafty lil' pachyderm....I'll be watchin' you. C-YA.

That's right King of the Jungle. Best y'all bow down and recognize. So what if I sleep for 20 hrs. a day and command the ladies to make me a zebra sandwich followed by a wildebeest smoothie for every meal. I mean the mere roar of my voice will make you poo in your pants...for reals. This is another quick sketch I did on my iphone, and I was focusing in on just throwing down color. Can you dig it?

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Man, it has been awhile since I did some figure drawin'. I'm going to have to remedy that for 2011. Here's some quick studies with that ever troublesome and always non-forgiving pen. Gots to get that practice in. Shazam!